The Breaking Point

Summary: Something about Sunday

A/N: Thoughts will be done in Bold Italic or []. Signing will be shown as: /*Calm down*/; Gaelic: (“…“).

Chapter 15c: …Something about Sunday

“Mmmmmh…What about Sunday, Sara?”

“Your friends and colleagues have planned a surprise barbeque for you on Sunday.”

“A WHAT!”

“A surprise barbeque…now don’t get mad…they have helped out a lot…and everyone thought you needed some more social life…and…”

“BUT…I…people in my…and…”

“Tell you what Bugman…I have some little surprises for you and I guarantee that by Sunday morning you won’t care if Jack the Ripper, the Zodiac, the Sheriff and Ecklie were camped out in your living room…”

Gil sat for a moment, pouting and pondering. [Surprises and I won’t even care if Ecklie is camped out in my living room…I loved the massage…What does Sara Sidle have up her sleeve? Besides those very talented fingers…Aaahhh...This could be very interesting…]”Okay, Sara…but if I am not totally satisfied…no barbeque”

“Done…now being totally rested. Its time to go back to the house. Here are your crutches…”

“But Sara my arms…”

“Let me put it another way…all those bugmen who want a shower with Sara Sidle and the special deluxe Sara Sidle massage…get their crutches and stand up.”

[Special Sidle massage…]”Okay, okay. Hand over the crutches,” Grissom grumbled.

Gil grumbled all the way back to his townhouse. Sara was doing her best not to laugh at him. “How you doing Gil? Cheer up we are almost home. Shower Gil…then some dinner…and a nice relaxing massage.”

Gil staggered up the steps still muttering under his breath. Sara followed with the basket. She opened the door and Gil continued his muttering until he disappeared into the master suite and slammed the door behind him. Sara put the basket down on the kitchen island and then went back out to get the wheelchair and brought it in the house.

“He’s in a pleasant mood, Sara.”

“Well he is tired and his arms hurt and I think his leg does too. I told him about the barbeque.”

“Aye I can see that went over well.” Noreen said half-humorously. “Well do you have a plan?”

“Noreen, I have an excellent plan and I am pretty sure you really don’t want all the details. As you would say ‘Dinna worry, the dear sweet man will be a dear sweet man by Sunday.’ ”

And both women began to laugh.

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Grissom decided to sit down in the recliner instead of on the bed. He was shaky but had to admit it had been a most pleasant morning. [I’ll rest my eyes for a few moments…]he thought as he yawned[…just a moment or two…] Within a minute, Gil was asleep.

Sara walked into the bedroom and saw that Gil was napping quite peacefully. She would normally let him sleep; but he needed a shower, a massage and something to eat. She walked quietly behind the recliner and kissed Gil on top of his head. [Even his sweat is so Grissom, so male…]”Gil, Honey…Wake up Gil…Time for a shower. Showers can be so much fun Gil. Wake up, honey.”

Gil began muttering…finally the word “Sara” was uttered. “Sorry, I fell asleep…shower time?”

“Come on sleepy time guy. My bugman needs a shower…something to eat…then a massage, some acupressure lessons and if he behaves himself…”
Gil was definitely awake now. “Sara, crutches please.” Sara laughed. At least she discovered one sure fire motivation method when it came to getting the Bugman to move. Life is stronger than pain. [I remember an old line from the first talking Dracula movie; Bela Luguoisi remarked to a character named Reinfield: “Blood is the Life, Mr. Reinfield.”] She laughed and paraphrased that line in her mind: [“Sex is the Life, Mr. Bugman.”]

As Sara entered the bathroom she saw Grissom was sitting on the toilet. He had figured out how to shed all his clothes without help. He even managed to put his dirty clothes in the correct hampers and the silk underwear in a special bag marked G.G. Silk Emporium, Ltd., Las Vegas, NV. He was waiting patiently for her arrival. As she began to disrobe herself Sara noted that Gil may have been trying to be patient but he was becoming excited. Sara adjusted the temperature in the shower. “Ready, Gil?”

She stood ready to support him if he needed help. He was becoming stronger and more adept at using the various grab bars that had been installed in the master bathroom. Sara stepped into the shower first and Gil managed to sit in the shower chair without incident. Sara closed the glass shower door and returned to stand behind Gil.

“Gil, honey. You are doing great. I’m so proud of you today.” She continued talking in a soothing manner as she cleaned and massaged his scalp with a vanilla scented organic shampoo. She followed this with a conditioner that had faintest hint of lavender.

Gil had decided that having someone shampoo and condition your hair was relaxing; and if that someone was your dearest love, sensual, erotic and freaking wonderful. [I certainly can get used to this too.] He decided. [Oh yeah.]

Sara got the loofah and the special organic shower wash. She began scrubbing his neck and back. “Can you stand up Gris; I need to do your gorgeous tush and those fine legs of yours.”

“So Sara you appreciate my body?” Gil answered hanging lightly onto the grab bars for support

Sara kissed his wet hair. “Gil, I love you…I love your body…I love each and every part…I love the whole…I loved you from the first moment I saw you in that lecture hall at Harvard. I loved you when you came to San Francisco years later. I loved you when you asked me to Las Vegas. For five years we danced around the truth of that feeling. I loved you when you pulled me in; when you pushed me away. Remember the Centennial? I loved you through that ‘incident’. The day you told me that you loved me; that you let your walls down; to let me inside; I still loved you. I loved you for the wonderful month we had together. I loved you though I almost lost you that July night. I almost lost you three times after that night. I have loved you more every day. And every day when I find some hidden facet or secret of yours; my love grows. Now turn around Spiderman, I need to wash your front and those parts that…”

Before Sara had finished speaking, Gil turned around and pinned her to the shower wall. With one hand on a grab bar he leaned in and planted a hard kiss on her lips. He continued to kiss her and pressed his naked body against hers. Sara could feel his stiff cock pressed hard against her stomach. She dropped the loofah, reached between them and grabbed his cock in her hand and rubbed her thumb back and forth through the slit in the head of it. Grissom gasped and Sara’s tongue drove into his mouth to play with his tongue. Her other hand reached down and began to knead his balls. Gil began moaning and grinding his hips harder into hers. Their kissing intensified.

“Gil…honey…lover…how about we take this into the bedroom? We don’t want to have any accidents.”

Gil was breathing hard now and highly aroused. He was also aware that his legs were shaky and his left leg was throbbing. [What an f***ing mood killer.] He thought. [But Sara is right…I don’t want to slip or fall in here. I have no desire to spend this weekend in the ER…]”Yeah…bedroom…” He had to hop a little; he hadn’t realized how much his leg hurt.

Sara noticed he was wincing now. “Gil sit on the shower chair. Now’s a good time for that first acupressure lesson.” First Sara finished cleaning Gil up. “Okay, honey…I can tell you are in pain now…give me your right hand. Now, I want you to take a deep breath and hold it for a count of ten…10…9…8…7…6…5…4...3…2…1…slowly exhale…as the breath leaves the body so flows the tension too…it is ebbing…place your hand at the hip…now while I guide it up the side of your body I want you to continue your breathing exercises…” Sara guided Gil’s hand up to a point near his shoulder. “This is the acupressure point for the right thigh…Press and release…Inhale when you press in, count to five now and release the pressure as you exhale.” She showed him the acupressure points for the calf, the knee and the foot. “That was for practice…now we will do the acupressure points for the left leg…you ready?” Sara repeated the same procedures for the left leg as she had done for the right. The difference was the sigh of relief that escaped from Grissom’s lips as the pain he felt began to ease.

Sara turned off the water and she continued her massage of his shoulder and neck muscles paying extra attention to the muscles of his arm. “Come on sweetheart, I’m going to towel you off and we will continue in the bedroom…”

Gil smiled and stood again with the help of the grab bars. Sara toweled off his back then moved to dry off the front of his body. She used a second towel to dry his hair. Then she grabbed his head; her fingers running through his soft curls and began to kiss him first softly then with increasing fervor on the lips. He returned her intensity with his own. His one free hand caressing her body as his lips caressed her lips and his tongue caressed her tongue. Sara could feel his cock stiffening again. As his excitement rose Grissom began to again press his body against hers harder and still harder. Sara freed her hands and began running her fingers down his back, kneading muscles and finding pressure points that did more than offer pain relief.
“Oh Sara…acupressure is wonderful…wow.” Gil felt wonderful warm and tingling sensations running up his back and down his back. Sara began to reach lower; kneading skillfully his lower back before reaching his posterior. As she began her ministrations, Gil couldn’t describe what he was feeling now but he knew what he liked and he really liked this.

“Bedroom…now…Gil.” Sara gasped. She didn’t want to tax Grissom’s energy too far. [Better to continue this in bed.] She thought. [Finally…I have been waiting almost three months for this…three months…YES!!!]

Gil’s mind was racing almost as fast as his pulse. [Finally…I have been waiting almost three months for this…three months…YES!!!]
Sara had often thought about “this”…their first time together…it formed a major part of her fantasies, sleeping and awake. Until the last week she never dreamed that she would have to carefully consider the mechanics and logistics of the first time. Sara had considered carefully all the positions she knew and talked with Sarah about what she knew; Sarah had after all personal experience in dealing with a disabled person, a person in pain. She had decided on side by side positions spooning and facing. Any variations would depend on Grissom and how his leg felt. [I fill in the gaps with a lot of kissing and massage.] She thought.

She walked into the bedroom and found Grissom more than ready and waiting for her sitting up and resting against pillows piled against the head of the bed. She smiled as she approached. “Can you roll over on your right side? Can you move you left leg without pain?”

“Yes, Sara, as long as I am not standing on it or putting weight on it. Right now it feels good…I feel good…I can bend the knee without stiffness or pain…what do you have in mind? See…” Grissom pulled his legs up so they were bent at the knees and spread apart. “Sit here Sara…” He patted his abdomen. “I want to kiss you.”

Sara raised her eyebrows. She could tell Gil felt better; he was choosing the venue now. She was hot for him; her skin was tingling; she felt that if she stared at his body so open so inviting so male so Grissom any longer she would cum right then…his eyes were intense and sparkled no crackled…So dark so blue…desire, love, longing but most of all lust welled up and then disappeared only to reappear reinforced in strength. All these emotions were there; all mixed up with a need for her, for Sara Sidle that was so desperate, so intense. Her own eyes were mirrors to his. Deep chocolate pools. The longing, the need, the love and the lust bounced from him to her to him and back again building emotions so explosive that if not acted upon soon would they both might implode; destroyed by their desires.

Before climbing into bed, Sara walked over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. From the box of Magnum XL condoms, she pulled one out and palmed it; she hesitated for a moment as if rethinking her action. Gil felt apprehension building in his stomach and he held his breath. [Not tonight…]he thought to himself. [She doesn’t want me.] She smiled at Grissom and pulled three more foil wrapped packets from the box; then Sara climbed onto the bed and began to crawl on her hands and knees towards him, stalking him like a predatory lioness.

Sara stopped with her head between his legs. She carefully slid her hands up his shins then down the insides of his thighs with feather light touches interspersed with a few strategically placed kisses. She looked up at him and smirked an evil twinkle in her eye as she watched both the twitching of his cock and his lidded eyes. “It’s more fun if you watch, Bugman…” she whispered with a rough undertone to her voice. She ran her tongue along the crease where his right thigh joined his torso. She felt rather than heard the gasp of anticipation and the shivers of his breath.

Sara switched her attention and her tongue to crease of skin where his left thigh joined his torso. She lightly licked and kissed her way towards his naval following the outline of his pubic hair which like his hair was soft and curly. Her tongue dipped quickly into his navel and then rimmed the outside. Gil’s breathing was becoming far too rapid. “Relax…Bugman we have got all night…take a deep breath and relax.”

Gil remembered the breathing exercises they had been practicing. [Yeah…deep breathing…]He chuckled[…I can’t think when you are doing that thing with your tongue…and those talented fingers…Sara…]He sharply inhaled as Sara chose that moment to dip her tongue into the slit in his glans.

“Deep breathing…Gil…deep breaths…” She then switched her tongue to the object of her desire, her very own fudgesicle. Sara licked in one long stroke starting at the base of his shaft, languidly following the contour of the vein underneath until she arrived at the apex. She took just the tip in her mouth and sucked while her tongue explored the slit and moved around the circumference. She sensed impending disaster dropping the condoms momentarily. One hand squeezed the base of his shaft while the other pulled his testicles away from his body.

She waited a few seconds, reluctantly released his cock and his balls and picked up the condoms. With surprising litheness she sprang up his torso and captured his mouth with hers, trapping his hardened cock between their bodies.

Grissom could feel the need to ejaculate backing off. But his mind was soon occupied elsewhere when Sara staked a claim to his mouth and to his tongue.

Sara stashed the condoms under the pillows at the head of the bed and continued administering alternating feather and hard kisses to his mouth, his face, his neck and his shoulders. He mirrored her actions and they gradually covered every reachable inch of skin with their lips and tongues. Time had lost meaning for them by now. Their hands roamed at will spreading with their fingertips an increasing warmth from small sparks generated at each touch.

Gil reached a hand between them and slipped a finger inside Sara trying to gauge her readiness. “Mmmmmh…that’s feels nice Gil. More…” Gil slipped a second finger in and began sliding them in and out as his thumb rubbed her clit.

“Yes…yes…yes…yes” Sara began moving up and down Grissom’s chest not only enjoying being finger fucked by Gil but also enjoying the chest to chest sensations and the added please of rubbing up and down Gil’s trapped cock. [Triple Delight at her favorite Chinese takeout was NEVER this good…oh God I’m coming….]”Cuming Gil more…more...more”

“Sara…yes…cum for me honey…yes…yes…yes”

Her vaginal muscles clamped down hard on his fingers. “GIL…BUGMAN” She screamed as she collapsed on his chest.

Gil was breathing hard…[If I had been inside her then…wow…Take deep breaths…relax…relax…God I’m glad that all my rooms are soundproofed…]The edge disappeared again but he was feeling good…warm[…I like this…never made love quite like this before…energized…warm…I felt(?) what she felt…Did I just have a shared orgasm…wow…whatever that was…let’s do it again.]

Sara was becoming aware of herself and Grissom again. She reached under the pillows and pulled out a condom.

That familiar ripping sound of teeth tearing the top off a condom package drew Gil from his reverie and his smile grew…he did a mental fist pump.

[YES!!!!!!!]

Sara slid carefully backwards mindful of Grissom’s leg. She smiled as Grissom’s cock sprang up and slowly oscillated slightly back and forth, back and forth. She removed the condom from the torn package and held it her hand. She noted the drops of pre-cum forming at the tip; some was already dribbling down the shaft. Sara was sorely tempted to lick the shaft and the head clean; like the maple syrup coming from the sugar maples in the cold north. She looked up; her eyes caught Gil’s and they both smiled.

Sara grasped the top of Grissom’s shaft; using her thumb she rubbed the pre-cum around the head and then lubricated the rest of his shaft with her hand generously. [Grissom is generous in so mannny ways…]Sara giggled. While she was giggling Gil had an ah-ha moment and reached into the drawer of the nightstand nearest him and retrieved the small bottle K-Y warming gel. Sara leaned down and kissed the head of Gil’s shaft again. “Gil…”
Grissom looked into her eyes as she held up the condom with a flourish before slowly rolling it down over his rock hard shaft. When she had finished she kissed the head of his now latex clad shaft again. He handed her the bottling of warming gel. “Wonderful…” Sara whispered to Gil as she leaned in and kissed him again. She took the bottle and squirted a generous amount in her hands. Sara slowly coated the outside of the condom and spread the remainder on Grissom’s groin, his midsection and over his chest. She slid up his chest and began kissing him again. Grissom wrapped one arm around Sara returning her kisses in kind. With the other hand, he reached down and grasped his cock firmly and positioned it just outside her folds.

“Sara, no going back from here…I love you…I am in love with you…I want to continue loving you…but if you don’t want this, I…”

Sara whispered slowly and seductively “Gil, honey, lover…I have been waiting for this for ten years and the last three months have been such sweet torture…and Bugman if you don’t start pushing inside me NOW…I won’t be responsible for myself…just go slow…I haven’t been intimate with anyone for a long time and never with someone so ‘magnanimous’? And don’t start smirking…remember payback is a bitch!”

“Sara, have I told you lately how much I love you?”

“Yes…but keep repeating it…I live to hear you say that…you owe me at least five years worth of I love you.”

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Gil began to kiss her again; he rested his hand on his shaft and guided it to the opening of Sara’s vagina. A slight thrust with his hips and the head of his penis entered. “Oooohhh…” Sara winced slightly. Gil was large, very large. She was not used to it but she wanted him. She started her relaxation exercises. “Yessssssss…” she moaned.

Gil flexed his hips again slightly. He pressed further in. “Oh yeah, more Gil more…” Sara felt herself stretching with the incredible fullness…”Oh Gil Mel never had such a lethal weapon…more…more”…[I didn’t say that out loud did I?]

“Lethal weapon, Sara…I think I like that.” Gil pushed further in.

Sara was enjoyed this growing feeling of warmth and completeness as Grissom gradually sheathed himself in her. The adjustment was easier and easier and finally Sara decided to take things into her own hands and slid backwards and as she felt his glans hit her cervix a simultaneous OH S***!!! Echoed through the bedroom.

Sara and Gil stared into each other’s eyes. While Sara savored the full feeling and the tickling sensations from Gil’s cock movement as her body shifted its position and Gil’s body shifted position while they kissed, licked, sucked and nibbled their way over each other’s torsos.

Sara started sliding up and down the front of Gil’s body; hinting to Gil she was quite ready to go to the next level. Gil was never slow on the uptake and began to thrust up by flexing his hips as Sara slid down. They quickly adjusted to each other’s rhythm. Soon the sounds of flesh against lubricated flesh filled the room. Ever the experimenter Gil adjusted his stroke and reveled in the differing reactions he was drawing from Sara.

[Oh yes…yes…Gil…]”YES….there…that’s it…more…more” Sara gasped.

Gil smiled…he found it; [the G-Spot…faster…faster…faster] Gil sped up his stroking and thrust harder and harder still. Kissing intensely; Sara scratching and now biting what ever piece of Grissom her teeth could reach…Gil…sucking like a vampire at Sara’s neck…both of them racing…racing…intensity building…both close to hyperventilating…close to the edge…trying to maintain a pace that would lead to …”Gil…we’ve got all night…all night”
“Yes…all night…” Both breathless…gasping…needing closeness…slower…slower…stopping. “Sara, I love you. I’m sorry…you feel so good…so hot…so warm. I wanted our first time to be special…I…my control when you are near me is almost nonexistent…I…I…carried away. Let me rest for a while…I want to last…” All his words were interspersed between soft tender kisses. “You make me feel so good…I want to crawl into you…under your skin…when Monday comes…”

Sara stopped his talking by a slow gentle exploration of his lips. Her tongue begged entrance; once granted she massaged the interior of his mouth as her lips had massaged the exterior.

TBC